Prodigal son

Although college life is a paradise for many people who skip classes and do not have to write a review, it is still a novelty for Young Master Qiao Er, so when he watched a group of people playing Cuju-like activities in physical education class, the goal seemed to be It is bigger than cuju.

He watched the boys feebly poking back and forth, struggling for a long time but couldn't score a single goal. Qiao Jingan frowned. He didn't bother to watch this kind of soft and bloodless game. I am going to practice a sport that I have never played before, but it is a sport that exercises my reaction ability and eyesight, table tennis.

"How about shooting against me?!" I saw a white and clean boy standing in front of him. Although he had a good temperament, Qiao Jingan felt that this person seemed to be very dissatisfied with him. Why are the eyes full of contempt for oneself?

Qiao Jingan glanced around and was sure that this person was talking to him. He smiled slightly, "Compared to that?!" As he spoke, he stretched out his pretty fingers and pointed at the boy who could barely be called running and group fighting.

"Yes, we are like playing football. We stand in the same position, ask the school football team to guard the goal, kick ten goals, and see who scores more goals." The boy raised his chin, "Do you dare?"

Qiao Jingan looked at the person in front of him suspiciously, and asked someone to guard the goal. What's the difference between kicking the ball and hitting someone who doesn't fight back when no one grabs the ball? Why does this person still put on such a fierce look?He looked at the big goal, and then at the proud and conceited young man. Could it be that this guy is too poor in technique and can't find anyone to play against, so he is bullying himself?

Lin Shu has always been a representative of good grades in college, actively participates in school activities, and a good family background. He and Qiao Jingan, who has nothing but money in his family, are two extremes. The people next to him heard that the idol pioneer on campus actually wanted to challenge the prodigal son. Within half a minute, the two were surrounded by crowds.

Qiao Jing'an silently glanced at the crowd with gloating faces written all over his face, and then looked at the young man on the opposite side who looked like a messenger of justice. He finally understood one thing. The other party wanted to embarrass himself and remember what the owner of his body had done. , His eyebrows twitched, and he rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, "Well, good."

Seeing Qiao Jingan throwing out such two words in a nonchalant manner, Lin Shu was not used to it. The relationship between the Lin family and the Qiao family had never been good. Still not used to it.

It's not that you can disrespect your classmates if you have money, and it doesn't mean that you can cause trouble everywhere, so he doesn't give this second generation ancestor face at all in many things, but he didn't expect him to challenge him this time and he agreed so easily, Joe The second young master didn't care about him, so he didn't have much face left? !That was really novel.

The onlookers were also surprised. How could Er Shao Qiao have such a gentle expression in the past, that gentle smile, and the elegant movement of rolling up his sleeves? Even Er Shao has become so elegant. How harmonious and beautiful it is of a society.

They used to think that the second young master would not become gentle and elegant if the Tianchao football team won the world championship, but now that the current football team has not broken out of the country, the second young master has changed his temper. Could it be that God likes to overcome the difficult things first? Do simple things again?

Since Lin Shao had spoken, the boy who poked the ball (this is not a bug!!) on the football field cleared the field in less than 1 minute at a speed faster than grabbing the ball. After 2 minutes, a tall and burly boy appeared in the goal on one side .

Qiao Jingan frowned again. A goalkeeper cannot guard the goal if he is strong, and no matter how big he is, he can't cover the goal. Goalkeeping lies in quick response and not in strength. If strength is useful, it's better to lead a cattle to guard the goal place to put.

Seeing Qiao Jingan frowning, Lin Shu thought he was afraid, and he was not polite. He carried a football and walked to a spot about 20 meters away from the goal, which was nine meters beyond the penalty mark. He smiled at Qiao Jingan. Andao, "Let's see how to kick the ball."

The corner of Qiao Jingan's mouth twitched, he is a dignified Mr. Duan who is both civil and military in Luoyang city, he can't even kick this ball, what a joke.

With the louder and louder cheers around him, Qiao Jingan stood aside and looked at the football field carefully. Although it was not as good as the Cuju field he played in his previous life, he could still watch it.

After a while, the young man who challenged him just now walked in front of him, "I'm done kicking, nine out of ten, it's you."

Qiao Jingan took out a ball from the bamboo basket containing footballs on one side, walked to the place where Lin Shu was standing before, looked back at the surrounding eyes filled with fun, and then took five steps back under the eyes of everyone. It didn't go far, it's just that this kind of behavior showed his attitude, provocation, Hong Guoguo's provocation.

Lin Shu's original smile because he scored nine goals disappeared without a trace at this moment. What does Qiao Jingan mean by looking down on him? !

Qiao Jingan didn't seem to notice Lin Shu's anger, and turned his head to give Lin Shu a gentle smile. The smile like a spring breeze immediately dazzled some of the female compatriots in the crowd. dropped by a full ten percent.

"Look at how the ball is kicked," said Second Young Master Qiao in a gentler tone than Lin Shu's, but the provocative tone inside managed to make Lin's face, which usually only showed a noble smile, change color with anger.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, the football flew into the goal at a speed that is hard to see with the naked eye. The poor goalkeeper looked back at the ball with a dull expression, then looked at Qiao Jingan in the distance, and then looked back at the ball. up? !The goalkeeper's sturdy body swayed in the breeze, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Qiao Jingan kicked his leg. His body was too weak, and the angle of the kick was not good at all. He turned his head and showed a friendly smile to the students standing beside the bamboo basket, "Student, can you throw it for me, please?" Is a ball coming?"

The students seemed to have never seen the polite young master Qiao, they didn't react until they threw the ball out, they just stared blankly at the sky, did he really do a good thing in the sky?

"Thank you," Qiao Jingan fixed the football on a point with his feet, took a few steps back, and then rushed forward to kick. This time the speed of the ball was not as fast as last time, but the angle was very tricky. Everyone watched the football go into the goal, and the burly goalkeeper looked shocked again.

So these ten balls are either fast or slow, or pass high in the air, or pass close to the ground. In short, all ten balls have entered the goal.

Qiao Jingan slowly put down his rolled up sleeves, then smiled and walked to the side of the provocative young man, "I've accepted."

Lin Shu smiled distortedly, "Second Young Master Qiao has outstanding golf skills, I am willing to bow down."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Qiao Jingan brushed back the broken hair on his forehead with a smile, "This student's golf skills are also very good." After speaking, he walked away from the center of the crowd of onlookers.

The corner of Lin Shu's mouth twitched, what do you mean?What is this classmate?Entered the hospital once and couldn't even remember his name? !

"Student, your football is so good, join the school team," Qiao Jingan didn't have a chance to go far, because he was stopped by a middle-aged man with a smile on his face, he frowned, "School team?"

"Yeah, it's an honor to join the school team, and there are many BALABALA football masters..."

Qiao Jingan had been listening to the man's eloquence. In his opinion, it was impolite to interrupt others at will, but this man seemed to talk too much.

"Are they the football masters you're talking about?" When the middle-aged uncle finally finished speaking, Qiao Jingan pointed at the more than 20 people running on the field. His good-looking face made it hard to see his inner thoughts.

"Yeah, why, they played well, right?" The middle-aged uncle asked with a serious expression on his face. Although he had just joined University B as a teacher, University B's football level was still well-known in all universities, so he was very happy. Have confidence.

Qiao Jing'an watched as a burly boy was knocked down, the ball at his feet was taken away by the opponent, and then the burly boy heroically grabbed the opponent's pants... He looked away and twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for joining the school team not interested."

There is a saying in the novel he read a few days ago that is right, not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs. The proud young master Qiao Er suddenly felt that this kind of sport similar to Cuju is actually meaningless at all. Anyone who kicks such a passionate sport as if it is dying will find it boring.

The middle-aged uncle watched the handsome young man leaving the football field with a look of disgust, the smile on his face froze, the school football team was disgusted by this student, right?

"Coach Yang, you don't know that person is the second son of the Qiao family. How could he work so hard every day to play football?" A team member walked up to him and said while drinking water, "For that kind of person, picking up girls That's the big deal."

"Those who regard picking up girls as a big deal are better than you, what are you talking about?" Yang Kuan looked at the boy's back, it turned out to be a child from a rich family, what a pity for such a good seed.

The team member rubbed his nose and shrunk to the side to continue drinking water, slandering, isn't it just that the poaching was unsuccessful, it's too obvious that he likes the new and dislikes the old, but... the team member looked up at the boy who had walked more than ten meters away, and Qiao Jingan's kick His performance was as good as expected, and the shooting angle was also tricky. If he can join the school team and cooperate well with everyone, in future games against other schools, their chances of scoring goals may be greater.

In the evening, when Qiao Chen came home, after the two brothers had dinner, one was holding a chubby McDull to look at the magical box that could hold people, while the other was sitting next to him with a cup of coffee, sipping intentionally or unintentionally.

After a while, Qiao Chen asked casually, "Are you still used to it at school?"

"Very good," Qiao Jingan thought for a while, "Just this afternoon, an uncle asked me to join a school team similar to Cuju, but I saw that those players seemed to be very slack in playing football, so I didn't respond."

Qiao Chen coughed dryly, but didn't answer Qiao Jingan. Do you want to tell him that even the players of the Tianchao football team are slack in playing football?

"By the way, brother, what is this?" Qiao Jingan took out a card from his trouser pocket and handed it to Qiao Chen.

Qiao Chen took it over and saw that it was a public business card with a website address on it, and the name of the website. He looked up at the other party's black and white eyes full of confusion, and he sighed, "This is the address of a website." , you can find it online.”

"What is a website, and what is surfing the Internet?" Qiao Jingan asked seriously, insisting that he should ask if he doesn't understand.

"That's right..." Qiao Chen took a deep breath, "Forget it, you come up with me, and I'll teach you." Sure enough, he still owed this guy in his previous life! !